Mr. Zhou was indebted to Shen Qingli, so it was reasonable for her to take time to visit him.
Although she didn't want to see Zhou Yanchen, she knew that as long as she went to see the old man, it would only be a matter of time before she saw him.
When Zhou Yanchen saw Shen Qingli coming out of the mall, he hurried over and said, "Give it to me, I'll put it in the trunk."
Shen Qingli raised her eyes, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She did not refuse, but gave him everything in her body.
She was very confused and wondered if Zhou Yanchen had been stimulated by something recently.
Otherwise why does it feel so abnormal?
Shen Qingli got into the car. Zhou Yanchen put his things away and was about to open the back door. But then he thought of something and retracted his hand and walked towards the passenger seat.
Zhou Yanchen called the old house in the afternoon and asked Aunt Lan to cook some of Shen Qingli's favorite dishes.
Mr. Zhou was very happy when he knew that Zhou Yanchen had gone to see Shen Qingli and asked her to come here for dinner.
When the sound of a car engine rang outside the old house, Mr. Zhou quickly stood up and walked briskly towards the door.
The car door slowly opened, and Shen Qingli's figure came into view. The old man hurried forward to greet her, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be filled with smiles, "Xiaoli, you're here."
Shen Qingli showed a warm smile on his face, "Grandpa."
Zhou Yanchen also quickly walked to the trunk and took out the items, "Go in first."
However, at this moment, a sudden figure appeared at the door.
Su Xinyao, this name was like a discordant note that intruded into this gathering that should have been peaceful.
When her eyes touched Shen Qingli and Zhou Yanchen standing side by side, a barely perceptible pain flashed across her eyes, as if a sharp needle had pierced deep into her heart.
At that moment, countless questions surged in her mind: Why did Shen Qingli appear here?
Aren't they divorced?
Why are they standing together so intimately now?
But she quickly suppressed her inner turmoil, tried hard to force out a smile, and called out affectionately, "Grandpa, Brother Chen."
However, her greeting was like throwing a stone into a calm lake, causing ripples.
Mr. Zhou's smiling face suddenly turned gloomy, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were obviously unhappy, and his tone was cold: "What are you doing here?"
Su Xinyao's smile froze instantly, and she replied somewhat awkwardly: "I have to join the crew to film, and I will come to see Grandpa when I am free tomorrow."
The old man snorted coldly, his voice full of disdain and dissatisfaction: "What's so good about me?"
At this time, Su Xinyao was a little uneasy, and Zhou Yanchen's words "Why did you come here without saying anything?" made her situation even worse.
There was a flash of panic in her eyes, and she explained hastily: "I, I was afraid that you were busy, so I'll tell you when I'm ready."
"Brother Chen, you won't be angry anymore, right?"
Shen Qingli stood aside, watching the scene quietly, with no emotion visible on his face.
She didn't want to watch Zhou Yanchen and Su Xinyao flirting with each other, "Grandpa, let's go in."
When Mr. Zhou heard this, he immediately put away his unhappy expression and replaced it with a gentle smile, "Okay."
Su Xinyao didn't feel ignored. She turned her gaze to Shen Qingli, "Qingli, when will you come back? Where have you been these days?"
Shen Qingli raised his eyes slightly, his eyes showing a hint of alienation and indifference, "Miss Su probably doesn't care when I'll be back, after all, we're not familiar with each other."
Su Xinyao unconsciously clenched her purses, and resentment in her heart grew wildly like weeds: Shen Qingli, what are you proud of?
Even if you come back, Zhou Yanchen will only belong to me in the end.
At this moment, Su Xinyao caught a glimpse of Zhou Yanchen holding the supplements, and as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, she hurriedly smiled and said:
"Brother Chen, I didn't expect that we had the same idea. It's the same thing as buying supplements for grandpa."
Zhou Yanchen was already extremely upset because of her sudden appearance, and now he said impatiently:
"These are what Xiaoli bought for Grandpa. Xinyao, if you have nothing to do, go back tomorrow."
Su Xinyao couldn't believe what she heard. Zhou Yanchen asked her to go back?
However, Shen Qingli ignored what they said and helped Mr. Zhou walk in.
Su Xinyao stood there, not knowing whether to move forward or backward.
Zhou Yanchen said to Chang You who was standing aside and watching the show, "Send Xinyao back."
Seeing that he was so determined, Su Xinyao's eyes immediately turned red. "Brother Chen, it's not necessary. I drove here by myself."
After saying that, she turned and walked out.
When she got outside, Su Xinyao stomped her feet in anger, and threw all the supplements she bought into the trash can on the side of the road.
Coming to the car, she looked towards the old house with cold eyes, “Shen Qingli, I won’t give you a chance to rekindle your old love.”
When Shen Qingli went to the bathroom to wash, Zhou Yanchen walked in.
"I didn't know she was coming."
Zhou Yanchen suddenly spoke out.
Shen Qingli tore off two pieces of paper and wiped them, "That's Mr. Zhou's business, why are you telling me what to do?"
"I'm not interested."
After saying this, Shen Qingli wanted to leave.
Zhou Yanchen reached out and grabbed her arm, "Shen Qingli, do you really have to talk to me like this?"
"Can't we talk properly?"
If it were before, she might be happy about Zhou Yanchen's current attitude, but now, she wouldn't.
Shen Qingli looked calm, "Mr. Zhou, I've told you, I have nothing to say to you, I can come here entirely because of Grandpa."
"I want you to stop interfering in my life."
"We are now two parallel lines that will never intersect."
After saying that, Shen Qingli withdrew himself from his body, straightened his back and walked out.
Zhou Yanchen pursed his lips tightly, a trace of pain flashing in his eyes.
His comeuppance has come.
Shen Qingli saw that many of the dishes on the table were her favorites. She knew that it was Grandpa who asked Aunt Lan to cook them, so she had no appetite.
But she still tried to eat as much as possible so as not to spoil her husband's mood.
Grandpa Zhou smiled and asked, "Xiao Li, you haven't eaten Aunt Lan's cooking for a long time, right?"
"How is it? Has Auntie Lan's art declined?"
Shen Qingli smiled and shook her head, "No, Auntie Lan's cooking is still the same as before, especially delicious."
"Okay then, eat more."
"Good Grandpa."
Shen Qingli lowered her eyes and saw Zhou Yanchen peeling shrimps and putting them in her bowl.
Her first thought was that Zhou Yanchen was really sick, and seriously ill.
Seeing that she didn't move, Zhou Yanchen said, "Eat it. I washed it. It's not dirty."
If her grandfather hadn't been here, she would have picked up the shrimp and thrown it at Zhou Yanchen's face.
Who wants to eat his peeled shrimps!
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